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Harold had never shot anyone before. But he could think of worse causes to get blood on his hands in aid of. And now, apparently, on his sheets too. “Both bullets are still perfectly intact, which is a bonus,” Harold mumbled to himself as he peered at the wounds. “Should make them easier to remove.” John’s eyes had fallen closed, but at that comment they opened again, with a level of alarm Harold didn’t especially appreciate. “Hang on, you’re going to do this yourself?” “Well, yes, Mr Reese, had that not occurred to you when I hadn’t taken you to a medical facility?” Harold shot back, raising an eyebrow before slipping away from his side to go and find the stash of medical supplies he had acquired since John had joined him in his endeavours. “Have you ever removed a bullet from someone before?” John's voice was the same calm tone he always used, and Harold just couldn’t fathom how a man gradually losing consciousness was so relaxed. But then he supposed this was just a regular day for Mr Reese in his profession. “No, but there’s a first time for everything, isn’t there?” John is injured in the field. Harold wants to deal with it himself this time.

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